Song Jian saw that the undead troops on the city walls and all the defense facilities had been destroyed. Even the sturdy walls of the third-level castle were tottering, with huge cracks spreading and collapsing continuously. Yet the Red Lotus Sword Array did not dissipate; instead, it grew fiercer. It seemed like the third stage was already beginning to gestate, and in the sky, the vague shadow of a hand was slowly beginning to emerge.
Inside the castle's laboratory, the Lich Lord watched the young dragon corpse twitch slightly, excitement shining in his crimson eyes.
The rich Force of Death surged like a tide, wave after wave incessantly pouring into the body of the young dragon. The Magic Array beneath it began to tremble violently.
"Soon, soon it will succeed. Hold on…" the Lich Lord muttered to himself, continuously throwing various precious Magic Crystal materials into the Magic Array.